This is a song about "More"

Or something that you paid for

I shoulda gone out more

When i have so much more

You see i gotta go to war

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

The art of war

Get the best progress more

Why they begging for some more

Ima go until my arm's sore

Kick in the door

Who shows her face no more

Once a whore never more,

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

Imitated out-of-toners wasn't going well

I killed more time, more crack to sell